The Man-Of-War Hawk

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Yon black man-of-war-hawk that wheels in
    the light
O'er the black ship's white sky-s'l, sunned
    cloud to the sight,
Have we low-flyers wings to ascend to his
    height?
No arrow can reach him; nor thought can
    attain
To the placid supreme in the sweep of his
    reign.


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